Diamond Wedding: Exclusive possession of mystery wife

"Thea, wait a minute." Kahn shouted quickly, blocking the door from her. "Listen to me."

"Explain a fart. I'm bored. I don't have time to see you." thea leaned against the door and said in a gloomy voice, "get out of here."

Kahn was helpless and didn't dare to make too much effort to avoid hurting her. "Just give me a few minutes. I'll leave right away."

"No, it's good to go," said thea.

Kahn smiled bitterly. His hand blocking the door forced thea to step back and sneak in.

Thea snorted coldly and looked back. There was no figure of Jane Qing over the sofa.

I'm so angry with her, Jane Qing, the ungrateful one.

"Say what you want to say. You only have five minutes." thea looked up at him, her tone full of gunpowder.

"Thea, those reports are false. Chu Ruohan and I really have nothing." Kahn reached out to take her hand, but she dodged.

Thea smiled coldly. "It's none of my business. If there's nothing else, you can go."

"Chu Ruohan wanted me to give her the number of jewelry spokesmen that day. I thought she might be hostile to Jane, so she went to the coffee shop. Trust me, I really have nothing to do with her. Those photos and reports were made up." seeing her look of refusing him thousands of miles away, Kahn was angry and anxious.

"What's the matter with Jane?" thea was stunned.

There was a play, and Strauss Kahn's eyes lit up.

"Chu Ruohan likes the president of JK international, but I think that person likes Jane."

Thea was surprised and pulled out her ears. "What did you say?"

"If you don't believe me, you can ask Jane. She can prove that Chu Ruohan and I really have nothing." Kahn raised three fingers and promised.

Thea glanced at him suspiciously and turned back to the sofa. She was not as eager to rush out as she was just now.

Strauss Kahn followed her honestly. Just as he was about to sit down, the voice of the people next to him sounded faintly.

"Who allowed you to sit with me? Stay away from me."

When she said this, thea's face did not hide her dislike. Strauss Kahn was used to it. He moved his steps and sat down opposite her.

Thea looked upstairs and rubbed her chin as if she were thinking about something. Strauss Kahn didn't quarrel with her so that she wouldn't drive her out again.

Is there something in her family Jane hiding from her?

No, she has to ask quickly. She has to see which great God can enter her house, dear magic eye.

But first, we have to get rid of the one in front of us.

"It's five minutes. You can go." thea politely ordered to leave.

Kahn raised his hand and rubbed his eyebrows. "Thea, what are you dissatisfied with me?"

"I'm not very satisfied with the whole person." thea put her hands around her chest and raised her chin. "Are you satisfied with this answer?"

Kahn, "what do I have to do to satisfy you?"

Thea raised her eyelids and said coldly, "I don't know."

Dead Kahn, you used to be so naughty and dare to flirt with other women in front of her.

Want to chase me, chase you to death.

"I..." Kahn choked.

Thea suddenly raised her mouth, "Kahn, why don't you stare at me? After all, you once said that there are no fragrant grass in the ends of the earth. Why fall in love with a flower? You'd better be your flower gentleman."

Cayton was speechless. Who made him too young and frivolous? He didn't die or in front of her.

At that time, he didn't know that one day he would like her. God was so teasing that he made fun of him.

"Thea, believe it or not, I'm really relieved." Kahn suddenly stood up, looked at her seriously and said sincerely, "I won't give up you."

With that, she didn't have to rush. Strauss Kahn left automatically.

The sound of the door opening and closing revived thea. Looking at the sound that disappeared behind the door, thea smiled in a low voice.

In the room, the sound of tapping the keyboard broke the silence of the room.

Jian Qing sat cross legged on the sofa with a computer on her knee. Her slender ten fingers beat on the keyboard quickly, and her eyes were almost inseparable from the screen.

Pressing the last button, Jane Qing stopped and stretched.

It's finally done.

He closed the computer and was about to put it aside. Ge Di remembered something. A strange smile crossed the corner of his mouth and turned on the computer again.

A simple and clear face was reflected on the computer screen, a cunning light was shining in the bottom of his eyes, and his ten fingers were constantly beating on the keyboard.

Half a ring, Jane whistled in a good mood and turned off the computer.

When the door wasn't closed, thea walked in carelessly and sat down next to Zha Jianqing, looking like she was going to have three sessions.

"Kahn's gone?" Jane asked.

Thea rolled her eyes. "You have no conscience. You won't tell me if he's coming."

"Yes, you can still see him?" said Jane Qing with a smile. "Have you talked?"

"Talk about it," thea said.

"What are you going to do?"

"Hang him."

"Thea, do you mind Strauss Kahn's previous romantic debts?" Jane asked curiously.

After silence, thea shook her head. "I don't mind his past. It's false, but it's just the past. People always have to look forward."

"Anyway, I'll continue to be a friend now. He likes to chase, so let him chase. Who let him have too many romantic accounts in the past and don't bother him, it seems that I'm grateful."

Jian Qing, "..."

I don't mind. Do you toss people like this?

If you really mind, don't you have to throw Strauss Kahn back into his womb and rebuild it?